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18286ce
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The noise was deafening, and no one could have heard me anyway as I let out my own battle cry, which I figured was worth a shot. What the hell. "I DON'T BELIEVE IN FAERIES!"
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Jim Butcher |
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1ad5ce9
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This is what it look like when it WORKS?
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Jim Butcher |
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e17e3ff
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The impossible we do immediately. The unimaginable takes a little while.
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Jim Butcher |
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3619df4
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I found him in a Dumpster one day when he was a kitten and he promptly adopted me. Despite my struggles, Mister had been an understanding soul, and I eventually came to realize that I was a part of his little family, and by his gracious consent was allowed to remain in his apartment. Cats. Go figure.
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Jim Butcher |
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5d64b8e
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It isn't a club," I said calmly. "It's a walking stick." "Six feet long." "It's traditional Ozark folk art." "With dents and nicks all over it." I thought about it for a second. "I'm insecure?" "Get a blanket." He held out his hand. I signed and passed my staff over to him. "Do I get a receipt?" He took a notepad from his pocket and wrote on it. Then he passed it over to me. It read: Received, one six foot tall traditional Ozark walking clu..
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Jim Butcher |
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f4452ad
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Faith is about what you do. It's about aspiring to be better and nobler and kinder than you are. It's about making sacrifices for the good of others-- even when there's not going to be anyone telling you what a hero you are.
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Jim Butcher |
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b1608bb
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Shame, child, is for those who fail to live up to the ideal of what they believe they should be." She waved her hand. "It was shame that drove me to my queen, to beseech her aid." Her long, delicate fingers idly moved to the streaks of white in her otherwise flawless red tresses. "But she showed me the way back to myself, through exquisite pain, and now I am here to watch over my dear godson--and the rest of you, as long as it is quite conv..
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humor
leanansidhe
molly-carpenter
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Jim Butcher |
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3b2736a
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Here had lived someone else who knew that the only thing waiting at home was a sense of loneliness. Sometimes it is comforting. Most often, it isn't.
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Jim Butcher |
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ba63eae
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I lunged, low and quick, and drove about a foot of cold steel into his danglies. Hey, I don't care what kind of fearie or mortal or hideous creature you are. If you've got danglies, and can loose them, that's the kind of sight that makes you reconsider the possible genitalia-related ramifications of your actions real damned quick.
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humor
proven-guilty
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Jim Butcher |
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3aefbd2
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You predicted quick victory. Now it's going to get hopelessly complicated. Jesus, don't you know any better than that by now?
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optimism
pessimism
thomas-raith
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Jim Butcher |
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cfb47cc
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The heart of democracy is violence, Miss Tagwynn," Esterbrook said. "In order to decide what to do, we take a count of everyone for and against it, and then do whatever the larger side wishes to do. We're having a symbolic battle, its outcome decided by simple numbers. It saves us time and no end of trouble counting actual bodies--but don't mistake it for anything but ritualized violence. And every few years, if the person we elected doesn'..
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Jim Butcher |
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See, that's the tragedy of the human condition. No one wants to be corrupted by power when they set out to get it. They have good, even noble reasons for doing whatever it is they do. They don't want to misuse it, they don't want to abuse it, and they don't want to become vicious monsters. Good people, decent people, set out to take the high road, to pick up power without letting it change them or push them away from their ideals. But i..
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Jim Butcher |
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b9ba83f
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As far as the Council is concerned, the U.S. Wardens are a bunch of mushrooms." "Eh?" "Kept in the dark and fed on bullshit."
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Jim Butcher |
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86b4870
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I put the ick in magic.
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Jim Butcher |
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e85a2dc
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No rest for the wicked, Bob, and that means that we can't slack off either, or they'll outwork us.
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Jim Butcher |
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81b03f0
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Discretion is the better part of not getting exsanguinated.
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valor
paraphrased
harry-dresden
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Jim Butcher |
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5ecbaff
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Gruff," I said, "I find myself largely clueless about why mortal women do what they do. It will take a wiser man than me to understand what's in a fae woman's mind."
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women
humor
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Jim Butcher |
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8ee80e2
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Injun Joe studied the body for a moment, his eyes sad. Then he said, "I'd rather go in my sleep, I think." He glanced back at me. "What about you?" "I want to be stepped on by an elephant while having sex with identical triplet cheerleaders," I said." --
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dresden-files
harry-dresden
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Jim Butcher |
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6ee123b
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But I don't understand God. I don't understand how he could see the way people treat one another, and not chalk up the whole human race as a bad idea.
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human-race
grave-peril
harry-dresden
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Jim Butcher |
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c6aa821
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I was seducing shepherdesses when you weren't a twinkle in your great-grandcestor's eyes. I think I know what I'm doing.
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women
humor
harry-dresden
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Jim Butcher |
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72ff84c
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You destroy buildings, fight monsters openly in the streets of the city, work with the police, show up in newspapers, advertise in the phone book, and ride zombie dinosaurs down Michigan Avenue, and think that you work in the shadows? Be reasonable.
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Jim Butcher |
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34563e6
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My laboratory,' I said, experimentally, drawing out each syllable. 'Why is it that saying it like that always makes me want to follow it with 'mwoo-hah-hah-hahhhhh'? ' 'You were overexposed to Hammer Films as a child?' - Harry Dresden & Bob the Skull, Changes, Jim Butcher
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magic
wizards
paranormal
harry-dresden
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Jim Butcher |
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4403544
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Yeah, but I forgot to take my George Orwell-shaped multivitamins along with my breakfast bowl of Big Brother Os this morning.
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humor
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Jim Butcher |
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45a9f94
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Dammit, Dresden, if you want to know about me, wait for the autobiography like everyone else.
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humor
jared-kincaid
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Jim Butcher |
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1d7c9bc
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Maybe my values are outdated, but I come from an old school of thought. I think that men ought to treat women like something other than just shorter, weaker men with breasts. Try and convict me if I'm a bad person for thinking so. I enjoy treating a woman like a lady, opening doors for her, paying for shared meals, giving flowers-all that sort of thing.
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lady
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Jim Butcher |
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89f9df6
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Pain isn't a lot of fun, at least not for most folks, but it is utterly unique to life. Pain -- physical, emotional, and otherwise -- is the shadow cast by everything you want out of life, the alternative to the result you were hoping for, and the inevitable creator of strength. From the pain of our failures we learn to be better, stronger, greater than what we were before. Pain is there to tell us when we've done something badly--it's a te..
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pain
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Jim Butcher |
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19aeeef
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Tavi looked wildly around the courtyard, and when his gaze flicked toward them, his face lit witha ferocious smile. "Uncle Bernard! Uncle Bernard!" he shouted, pointing at Doroga. "He followed me home! Can we keep him?"
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Jim Butcher |
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441cad3
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Hush, Harry. Or you'll go to the special hell." I blinked at that, confused. I'm not supposed to be the guy who doesn't get the reference joke, dammit."
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molly-carpenter
harry-dresden
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Jim Butcher |
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98489f9
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Men plan. Fate Laughs.
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first-lord
guis-alera
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Jim Butcher |
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8667b99
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I'm not a Wiccan. I'm not big on churches of any kind, despite the fact that I've spoken, face-to-face, with an archangel of the Almighty. But there were some things I believed in. Some things I had faith in. And faith isn't about perfect attendance to services, or how much money you put on the little plate. It isn't about going skyclad to the Holy Rites, or meditating each day upon the divine. Faith is about what you do. It's about aspirin..
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harry-dresden
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Jim Butcher |
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b3cbec5
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You can be as sincere as hell and still be wrong.
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sincerity
wrongness
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Jim Butcher |
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f65570a
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Every soul is special. They're all beautiful. They're all far more significant than anyone on this rock realizes. I think when people are at their best, they're acting in accordance with their soul. The ones who have gone bad don't have bad souls. They've just given up on keeping in touch with them.
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humanity
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Jim Butcher |
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0631320
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Maybe you know the monsters, Martin," Murphy said quietly. "But I know the guy who stops them. And if they don't return the girl, we'll make them regret it." She nodded at me and said, "Let's go. We can watch Dresden kill the bitch."
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karrin-murphy
harry-dresden
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Jim Butcher |
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87cb900
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Honest. It's almost always best to go with honest. It means you never have to worry about getting your story straight.
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Jim Butcher |
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7757023
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My head was throbbing, and my hands were shaking, but I went down the ladder to my workroom - and started figuring out how to rip someone's heart out of his chest from fifty miles away. Who says I never do anything fun on a Friday night?
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Jim Butcher |
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3060b64
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Jump into an open grave? What kind of idiot are you?" Butters replied. "I might as well put on a red shirt and volunteer for the away team. There's snow and ice and slippery mud down there. That's like asking for an ironically broken neck."
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Jim Butcher |
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ea362cb
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Rest. Heal. Sleep. I shall most likely kill you on the morrow." "You? A Princess Bride quote?" I croaked. "What is that?" she asked."
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humor
princess-bride
harry-dresden
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Jim Butcher |
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98ead53
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Do you know my dog's name? [...] "It is from an ancient word, kerberos. It means 'spotted.'" I blinked. "You're a genuine Greek god. You're the Lord of the Underworld. And . . . you named your dog *Spot*?"
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Jim Butcher |
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b6ca67d
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Last year in the U.S. alone more than nine hundred thousand people were reported missing and not found... That's out of three hundred million, total population. That breaks down to about one person in three hundred and twenty-five vanishing. Every year.... Maybe it's a coincidence, but it's almost the same loss ratio experienced by herd animals on the African savannah to large predators.
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Jim Butcher |
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bbdecb7
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Keep it up, wise guy. I'm always going to be taller than you once you're lying unconscious on the ground.
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short-people
tough-lady
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Jim Butcher |
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3a7b3e2
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Doroga thumped a finger against his skull. Head got nothing to do with the heart. Your heart wants what it wants. Head got to learn that it can only kill the heart or else get out of the way
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Jim Butcher |
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5e6b43e
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I can't believe I'm about to say this," I said. "So think real careful about where this is coming from. Have you people ever considered *talking* when you've got a problem?"
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Jim Butcher |
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0d832be
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They don't make morgues with windows. In fact, if the geography allows for it, they hardly ever make morgues above the ground. I guess it's partly because it must be eisier to refrigerate a bunch of coffin-sized chambers in a room insulated by the earth. But that can't be all there is to it. Under the earth means a lot more than relative altitude. It's where dead things fit. Graves are under the earth. So are Hell, Gehenna, Hades, and a doz..
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humor
harry-dresden
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Jim Butcher |
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6dc6e91
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Being a wizard gives you more power than most, but it doesn't change your heart. We're all human. We're all of us equally naked before the jaws of pain.
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pain
power
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Jim Butcher |